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 *Tuning Tv*
 *Eminem Snortin' Coke
 
 Tv Presenter:
 Hello  and girls
 Today we're gonna talk about  and daughter relationships
 Do you have  daddy?
  bet you do
 *Door opens*
 Who's your daddy?
 
 Hailie:
 Daddy,  you doing?
 
 Beat starts
 
 Eminem:
 Ha Ha!
 
 Eminem & Hailie:
 Ok then! Everybody,  up!
 
 Eminem:
 I'm goin' to hell, who's comin'  me?
 
 Hailie:
 (innocently) Somebody, PLEASE help 
 *giggle*
 I think my dad  crazy!
 
 Verse 1:
 There's  mountain I can't climb
 There's no tower too 
 No plane that I can't  how to fly
 What do I gotta do to  through to you, to show you
 There ain't nothin' I can't  this chainsaw to
 *Hailie Makes Chainsaw 
 Fuckin' brain's brawn, and brass 
  cut 'em off, I got 'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar
 Inside of a hall, with my  autograph,
 Sunglasses with Elton John's name,  my drag wall
 I'm out the  I been lyin' my ass off
 All this time, me and Dre been fuckin' with hats 
 
 Dre:
 Suck it Marshall!
 
 Eminem:
 Tell Laura and her  to back off
 Before I push this muthafuckin'  and blast off
 And launch one of  Russians, and that's all
 *Hailie Makes Explosion 
 Blow every fuckin' thing, except  on the map, off
 When will it stop, when will I knock the  off
 *Knocking*
  tell 'em baby
 
 Hailie:
 My  lost it
 
 Chorus
 Eminem:
 There's really nothin' else to say I, I can't explain 
 
 Hailie:
 I think my dad  crazy!
 
 Eminem:
 A little help from Hailie Jade, won't you  'em baby
 Hailie:
 I think my  gone crazy!
 
 Eminem:
 There's nothin' you could do or say, that could ever  me
 
 Hailie:
 I think my  gone crazy!
 
 Eminem:
 There's no one on earth  can save me, not even Hailie
 
 Hailie:
  think my dad gone crazy!
 
 Verse 2:
 It's like my mother  told me
 *Eminem Impersinates His 
 Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe, n codeine n goddammit, you little 
 If you ain't got nothin' nice to say then don't say 
 uh..
  that shit, bitch, eat a motherfuckin' dick
 Chew on a prick, and lick a million muthafuckin'  per second
 I'd rather put out  muthafuckin' gospel record
 I'd rather be a pussy-whipped  eat pussy
 And have pussy-lips glued to  face with a clit-ring in my nose
 Then quit bringin' my flows, quit givin' me  ammo
 Can't  see why I'm so mean? If y'all leave me alone, this wouldn't be my M.O.
  wouldn't have to go eenie meenie minie mo
 Catch a homo by his toe, man, I don't know  more
 Am I the only  one who's normal any more?
 
 Hailie:
 Dad!
 
 Chorus
 
 Verse 3:
 My songs can make you cry,  you by surprise
 Aat the same time, can make you dry your eyes with the same 
 See what you're seein' is a genius at 
 Which to me isn't work, so  easy to misinterpret it at first,
 'Cuz when I speak, it's  in cheek
 I'd yank my fuckin' teeth before I'd  bite my tongue
  slice my gums, get struck by fuckin' lightnin' twice at once
 And die and come back as  Ice's son
 And walk  the rest of my life spit on
 And kicked and hit with shit, every  I sung
 Like R. Kelly as soon as "bump n' grind" comes 
 More pain inside o' my brain, than in the eyes of a little girl  of a
 plane
 Aimed  the World Trade, standin' on Ronnie's grave,
  at the sky, the clouds gather it's Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade
 And  pretty much the jist of it,
 Parents are pissed, but the kids  it
 Nine millimeter heater stashed in  with meat cleavers
  don't blame you, I wouldn't let Hailie listen to me neither
 
 Chorus
 
 Outro
 Eminem:
 Crazy
 
 Hailie:
 *laughs*
 You're funny daddy!